Dinner with Mars

“Sure, I’ll go with you Mars. I’ve got all year to meet the rest of the hall anyways,” you say.

A strange look flashes over Tatiana’s face, but before you can say anything, she walks off. “You two have fun,” she says, before rounding the corner and disappearing.

“She doesn’t seem to be in the best mood,” you remark, following Mars towards the exit.

“I’ve never seen her back away from an insult,” Mars says. “Beats me how she became a RA. The interviews and stuff are supposed to keep this from happening.”

“She does seem like she would be good at keeping the troublemakers in line. Just her staring at me makes me feel guilty, and I haven’t even done anything wrong yet.”

“Oh yeah, she and Dominic definitely have a good cop, bad cop thing going on. Last week, they found a bottle of vodka in Christina’s room - Tatiana questioned the poor girl for almost half an hour, but she refused to admit to anything. Then, Tatiana switched out for Dominic, he gave her a hug and a friendly smile, and everything came out.”

“Ouch. She should have asked me for tips on hiding that stuff. My parents were always anal about ****,” you say. “Did anything end up happening to her?”

“Not much,” Mars says. “They confiscated the bottle and told her not to do it again, but yeah, that was it. I’m betting they drank the shit, too.”

“I can imagine Dominic doing that,” you say, and two of you share a laugh.

You’ve just been walking through campus this whole time, passing by academic buildings and trees with leaves that are beginning to turn yellow. Having only visited once before, you’re still pretty disoriented, and ask: “Hey, where are we going exactly?”

“I forgot that you’re still new to campus, you must still be lost! We’re headed for the Italian place on the other side of campus. The food there is pretty good,” she says, and then looks down at her phone for a bit. “Sorry, was just texting my friends to let them know that you were coming. Oh! I should tell you a bit about them, shouldn’t I?”

“Nah, it’s better when they’re all strangers to me. More mysterious that way,” you say.

“Oh shut up. I’m telling you anyways. They’re all girls,” Mars says apologetically, but you happen to think that’s a very good thing. “There’s Valentine, who I met at the soccer tryouts last week, and her roommate, Dani.”

“Hey, you play soccer too?” you say excitedly. “Wait… damn, did I miss tryouts for the team? They can’t be over, can they?”

“I think they’re still one or two more, so you might have a shot,” Mars says. “But I’m not too sure. You can ask Valentine - she knows some of the guys on the team.”

“Yeah, I’m definitely asking her tonight,” you say. “What position do you play?”

“In high school, it was a bit of midfield, a bit of defense, but I’m happy anywhere,” Mars says. “Just don’t stick in me in goal. There’s a reason why I got kicked off the baseball team, and it sure wasn’t because I could run quick.”

The rest of the walk goes by quickly, as you talk about the beautiful game next to this beautiful girl. You eventually come across a row of restaurants, all of them buzzing with activity. Mars leads you to the Italian looking one, and you step into a small place that’s dimly lit. You pick your way through the tables to one by the back, where there are two more ladies to feast your eyes on.

One of them is blonde and dressed in a baggy t-shirt, but her ass is nicely accentuated by her yoga pants and on full display from the barstool that she sits on. Sitting across from her is a girl who looks fit, to put it lightly. You can see her muscles on display from her tank top, and a very firm set of tits sandwiched between her arms.

Valentine

“Hey Valentine,” Mars calls out to the athletic one, who waves back, and Dani spins around, a smile on her face “Hey Dani, meet Alex. He just moved into the same hall as me, after an intensive surgery last week.”

Dani

You greet the girls too. As you come to the table, when you suddenly realise that you have a choice to make. Who to sit next to? Dani, or Valentine?

Mars +10
Tatiana -10